I met a traveler from an antique land
Who said: Two vast and trunkless legs of stone
Stand in the desert. Near them, on the sand,
Half sunk, a shattered visage lies, whose frown,
And wrinkled lip, and sneer of cold command,
Tell that its sculptor well those passions read
Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things,
The hand that mocked them and the heart that fed:
And on the pedestal these words appear:
“My name is Ozymandias, king of kings:
Look on my works, ye Mighty, and despair!”
Nothing beside remains. Round the decay
Of that colossal wreck, boundless and bare
The lone and level sands stretch far away.[1]

“Politics in null be like dem soap operas. Ya know there is gonna be betrayal and all dat, sex if you consider screwing someone over for corp assets. Da good guys slowly become da bad guys and vice versa.” Mike slurred into his drink.

“Ting is . . . shows end. Unless you count Coronation space which been on for flippin ever. Corps end, so do alliances.” He looked up at his table mates. “I know what yer gonna say. . . Goons haven’t ended. Test hasn’t ended. and all I has is an answer is ‘yet’.”

“I don tink it is a matter of whether they will end but when. But that ain’t what I am worried about as much as ‘HOW.” He slammed his hand on the table to emphasize the word and sent a bowl of salt crispies flying across the room. “Oops. Now most of giants die the way trees do, rot from the inside. Goons done survived that once or twice. That be how they took out BOB. Got inside and rotted from within.”

“BOB is not dead, just scattered.” One of his table-mates objected.

“I don’t see a lot of difference.” Mike took another gulp of his drink and plowed on. “In da forest a big tree falls and other plants fight for the new space. Some grow right out of the body of the fallen giant. It is the cycle of nature. Question is will the Goons wait for their time?”

“What the hell does that mean?”

“Kartoon, or whatever his name was. I think he tried to leave and bring the tree down with him. You don’t tink Mittens will do the same, in the end? Of course it be hard to kill a giant and Kartoon proved dat. I wonder if there be someone waiting in the wings, hoping to be the next king? If Mittens wants his fame to last den he is gonna have to make sure there be no empire to inherit so he is the Last King of Space. If someone takes the Goons down from the outside then he will be as memorable as Captain Smith.”

“Who?”

“Exactly. I don’t see anybody wit an axe stepping up. NCdotties are more damp weather to speed up the rot, not sharp objects to chop down da tree. Testies could step up to take em down but they are still suckling at Goons tits too much to be trying to cut it off at the knees.” Mike snorted. “There will always be a biggest/baddest on da block till space itself ends. Those who oppose it will always think of themselves as heroes. Those who are part of it will loudly proclaim themselves winners. A da big wheel keeps on turnin.”

I love the poem at the beginning, always have. But I was trying to imagine Eve 10 years from now. I also listened to the SMA alliance broadcast where MPX’s ejection took place. Is it an isolated incident or is the rot spreading? Goons just lost over 700 pilots this week. Did they shift to another part of the CFC? Or are the first rats donning life-jackets?

Even if you are not in Nullsec . . . . you got to admit the drama is fun to watch from a distance. I always open Evenews24 and the mittani at the same time, just to compare the propoganda (Yes, Snot I was doing it before you said it)

Druur, you didn’t collect your keres. Let me know when and where you want them.

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